Trapped by Young Mamah Charm

14. Vivin

After ordering the porridge, they also look for a comfortable seat. While waiting for their order came Firas watching his surroundings. It turns out that in addition to selling chicken porridge, selling toast as well.

“Maira, want to toast?” ask Firas to Maira.

“Au,” Maira replied.

“Do not, Sir. It won't be eaten later,” said Aida.

“Then just get wrapped up to eat at home,” Firas said.

Firas ordered toast at home. Soon their porridge order came. They also eat chicken. Maira ate her porridge voraciously. Maybe he was hungry.

“Nak not the pulp?” ask Firas to Maira.

Maira replied with a nod.

Finally Maira finished her chicken porridge. After they finished eating, they headed to Firas' house. Firas accidentally picks up Aida early in the morning because Firas will have Aida clean her garden.

Once at Firas' house, Aida immediately does her job. Aida cut grass and uprooted wild plants. During his mama's work Maira was engrossed in running after butterflies. While Firas sat on the terrace watching the two while replying to the chat on his phone.

At eleven o'clock in the afternoon, Firas told Aida to stop her work.

“Aida, rest first. He will continue his work,” Firas said.

Aida immediately stopped her work and put all the equipment into the house. Aida sat on the terrace. He looked at Maira who was playing.

“Maira, already playing,” said Aida.

The little toddler approached his mama, he sat next to his Mamah. Maira's clothes looked dirty and wet with sweat. But luckily Aida brought a change of clothes for herself and Maira.

“Aus, Mom. Au grandson,” said Maira while giving a message to her mother.

“Later yes, drink the milk. Now we clean up first,” said Aida.

Aida invites Maira into the house to clean up. After cleaning and anti-clothing Aida made milk for Maira. The toddler was sniffing while sleeping. Soon his eyes closed, Maira fell asleep.

Firas approached Aida.

“Please make me coffee, all for you too,” Firas said.

“Good, Sir,” Aida replied.

Aida went straight to the kitchen. Soon he brought two cups and a plate of toast which they had bought at the chicken porridge shop.

Aida put a cup and a plate of talent bread in front of Firas.

“Today is enough to get here the work. Continued next week,” said Firas after sipping coffee.

“Why, Sir?” ask Aida.

“I want to find a gift for Mas Wira. You will choose the card. I don't know what to give to your boss,” Firas replied.

“Good, Sir,” Aida replied.

“We leave after dzuhur prayer. We had lunch there,” Firas said again.

“Good, Sir,” Aida replied.

Aida followed what Firas said, after all, now Firas is the boss.

“Coffee makes you good. Who taught you how to make it?” ask Firas.

“Mama taught me. I was taught to make coffee for Papah,” replied Aida.

“Wah, Mom you're smart too. Surely your Mom is dear to you Papah. Because you know how to pamper your husband's tongue,” said Firas.

Aida simply replied with a smile.

The voice of the dzuhur adhan echoed Aida and Firas getting ready for prayer. After they finished praying, they went to the mall. During the trip to the mall Maira sleeps soundly, it seems he was exhausted after playing.

Finally they arrived at the mall which is in the Pondok Indah area. Fiiras parked the car but did not turn off the engine.

“Maira still not awake?” ask Firas.

“Iya. Looks like he is exhausted,” replied Aida.

“Later I carried,” said Firas.

“Do not, Sir! I carry a sling,” said Aida.

“Where is the fabric?” ask Firas.

Firas picked up Maira's bag which was in the back seat. Then he took the cloth out of the bag and gave it to Aida.

After Aida carried Maira with a sling, Firas turned off the engine.

Aida and Firas get out of the car and they walk to the mall.

Inside the mall is quite crowded by the visitors. Maira who was sleeping soundly was immediately awakened by the noise from inside the mall. The eyes of the toddler glanced to the right and to the left. When passing one of the booths that many balloons Maira directly pointed to the balloon.

“Mama au icu,” says Maira.

Aida turned to Maira.

“Eh, beautiful child is awake,” said Aida.

He immediately stopped and corrected Maira's position. Seeing Aida stop, Firas stopped.

“Why?” ask Firas.

“Maira wake up,” Aida replied.

“Mama au icu,” Maira pointed towards the balloon used for the interior of a booths.

“It's not for sale. Later if someone sells balloons Mamah buy,” said Aida.

Then they continued their path. Suddenly, someone called Firas.

“Mas Firas….Mas Firas..Mas.”

Firas stopped and looked back. A beautiful woman walked over to Firas.

“Eh, Vivin,” Firas said as soon as the woman approached.

“Vivin from earlier call Mas Firas. But Mas Firas just kept going,” Vivin said while scowling.

“Sorry, not heard,” Firas replied.

“This who?” tanya Vivin pointed to Aida.

“Oh, this is a friend of Mas Firas, his name is Aida,” Firas said.

Vivin looked at Aida from top to bottom with a look of disdain. But when he saw Maira, he was suddenly shocked.

“Vivin to here same who?” ask Firas.

Firas's questions distract him from Maira.

“Self,” replied Vivin.

“Mas Firas want to do?” ask Vivin.

“Mas Firas wants to eat,” Firas replied.

“Eat together Vivin, yuk. It just so happens that Vivin hasn't eaten either,” Vivin said as she sank spoiled in Firas' hands.

“Lain times only, Vin. Now that Mas Firas wants to have lunch with Aida, there is someone who wants Mas Firas to talk to Aida,” Firas replied as he brushed off Vivin's spoiled hand in his hand.

Aida just silently watched Firas' interaction with the woman.

“You talk about what, anyway? Vivin promises not to disturb Mas Firas,” said Vivin who still lingers

“Mas Firas wants to talk about work with Aida. Vivin will interfere,” said Firas who continues to try to pull Vivin's hand over.

“Ih, the evil Mas Firas does not want to invite Vivin,” Vivin said with a frown.

“Lain times only, Vin. Yes, Mas Firas is hungry. Poor Aida and her son were also starving. Dada Vivin,” Firas said as he waved his hand at Vivin then left Vivin just like that.

Firas and Aida continued on their way.

“Pak, why was his friend left behind? Pity if not invited,” said Aida.

“He is not my friend, but my sister's friend,” Firas replied.

“If he comes along just bother him. We cannot find a gift for Mr. Wira,” replied Firas.

“What do you want to eat?” ask Firas.

“Serah Mr,” replied Aida.

Firas takes Aida to the food court. Suddenly Aida's eyes saw a restaurant bakmi which is quite famous in Jakarta. The name of the restaurant is taken from the name of a street in West Jakarta where the restaurant was first established.